1. |
dry land
05:17
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One day we pay
Life is like a kick drum
Freight train feel pain
You win some and you lose some
I swear on my right hand
That he was a good man
Fair play, I say
His words were just a tin can
Kill me gently
The knife is on the bookshelf
Stand back, sea glass
And leave me where you found me
Dry land, wet sand, a picture of you holding my hand
Be free Im on my knees
You hit me like a hot brand
One time you cried
Though you said you could not
Things change I lost my ring
I left it on the subway
Stones throw, here we go
I passed up being humble
Mayday, my take away:
Patience is a dumbell
One day we pay
Life is like a kick drum
Freight train feel pain
You win some and you lose some
Dry land, wet sand, a picture of you holding my hand
Be free Im on my knees
You hit me like a hot brand
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2. |
bombz
05:42
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No need to drown
In front of this fear that you’ve always had
Tell it again
About the time that you ran like mad
Away from bombs and brothers
Father mother
Falling down
Finding cover
Friends and lovers
Buried in the ground
If you come around
Give me those tears that you never shed
Tell it again
About the time you lost your head
Throwing punches scattered
Winds that batter
Fallling down
Doesn’t matter
Steel is hard to shatter
Though you pound
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
I can hear the sound
History buzzing in your ears
Tell it again
So I can capture it and keep it here
Away from bombs and brothers
Father mother
Falling down
Finding cover, friends and lovers
Buried in the ground
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
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3. |
answer
04:04
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If you find the answer
please, write it in a letter
for me cause if I hear your voice one more time
I might just disappear without a trace this time
If you find the answer
If you see the light, show it to me
The blaze might be enough to wake me
from this dream
where I had to turn my heart off on a fucking dime
And words I say don’t mean the same to you this time
Time
Time
Time
Time
So if you find the answer
Wont you write it in a letter for me,
Because if I hear your voice one more time
I might disappear without a trace this time
Time
Time
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4. |
tomb
03:54
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You’re living in a tomb
You won’t let me pry one single stone away
Your howling for the moon
Threads of night pouring through cracks of clay
I told you all along that I needed time
To unravel the knot my past had tied
I told you all along I was terrified
Now you’re breaking me down
Into a list of my crimes
Breaking me down you’re breaking me
Breaking me down you’re breaking me
You’re breaking me down into a list of my crimes
You’re living in a tomb
You won’t let me pry one single stone away
Your howling for the moon
Threads of night pouring through cracks of clay
Breaking me down you’re breaking me
Breaking me down you’re breaking me
You’re breaking me down into a list of my crimes
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5. |
city near the sea
06:11
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finally took my mind outside
A darkened thing of tolling tide
In a city near the sea
I gave up to the gravity
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Funny how the days they go
The rock just rolls
The myth is told
In a city near the sea
I gave up to the gravity
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Finally took my heart outside
A stinging thing
Of fading pride
In a city near the sea
I found some kind of being free
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
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6. |
birthday
05:05
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I wore your sweater on your birthday
still smells like you
been a week or two
since I went away
Ive been listening to the thunder and rain
since 5 am
Been dreaming in
different colors of your name
you wore my hat on your birthday
still smells like me
its a memory
the first one we made
we stumbled into love one late night
something gold
I kissed and told
you were shing eyes so bright
wanna keep you here
wanna get you out of my head
I try to keep it real
but i would die just to have you in my bed
I fight, you know it’s heated
I fight, somehow you stay seated
sometimes the past
feels like
the tip of a knife
I walk around in the frozen dark
a painted scene
I really didn’t mean
to make it so stark
But something happened to me, hey hey
I gotta tell you
the girl that you knew
not much left of her these days
love and truth are just shadows
on my wall
they seem so small
when I’m feeling this low
I wore your sweater on your birthday
still smells like you
what am I gonna do
Nothing more that I can say
wanna keep you here
wanna get you out of my head
I try to keep it real
but i would die just to have you in my bed
I fight, you know it’s heated
I fight, somehow you stay seated
sometimes the past
Feels like the tip of a knife
sometimes the past
Feels like the tip of a knife
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7. |
rose & gold
05:14
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friday, california vintage,
red cotton
cover of my heart.
another day,
another spill,
its the drill
i should be used to it
by now,
by now.
some long after party,
left when Ollie
started tottering
out the door
just before birds out,
why are all the f…….lights red
At this hour?
turn key, turn key, turn key
tip toe, tip toe, tip toe
no need for silence
what was I thinkin’
my depts could fill the sea
i know it’s Friday
i’m not stupid,
but it takes a toll on me,
sleeping where you sometimes sleep,
dreaming where you sometimes dream,
my rose and my gold
my November
my rose and my gold
do you remember?
the lost days
i try to count them,
but I cannot account for
missed laughter anymore.
another week goes by
just another empty jar
for me to fill
turn key, turn key, turn key
tip toe, tip toe, tip toe
no need for silence
what was I thinkin
my depts could fill the sea
i know it’s Friday
i’m not stupid,
but it takes a toll on me,
sleeping where you sometimes sleep,
dreaming where you sometimes dream,
my rose and my gold
my November
my rose and my gold
do you remember?
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8. |
goodbye
03:42
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Think it might be time to say goodbye now honey
The wind’s a little colder than it was last year
Don’t come any closer, here’s the bag there’s the money
Run away, your secret’s safe, and the coast is clear
I’m gonna try to say goodbye
I’m gonna try to say goodbye
I’m gonna try to say goodbye
I’m gonna try to say gooodbye
I get tired of goin out seeing same old faces
I get tired of stayin in, thinking same old thoughts
Hanging up my shroud I’m painting over the traces
Holdin out for the day I untie this knot
I’m gonna try to say goodbye
I’m gonna try to say goodbye
I’m gonna try to say goodbye
I’m gonna try to say gooodbye
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nightjar Knoxville, Tennessee
Melanie LaFoy produces profound pieces that draw from her experience as a traveling folk artist, a background in classical piano, studies in poetry, and the French Touch electronic scene in Nantes, France. It is there she began writing songs for her current project, nightjar in 2019. Her upcoming album « Supine Sea » is an ode to different kinds of loss we experience in our human shells. ... more
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